Текст песни Boss Talk - Chuuwee

They say my subject matter changed
I say I've been consistent for over ten years
(God damn, Nate)
Hahaha, Nate Cab

I recently decided I can't stop
A nigga took shots but I can't drop
A message from the Gods, I'm a fake prophet
Play off pockets, niggas stay watchin'
Block got hotter than a tank top

So we scraped off and we stayed off it
Donuts in a Nissan, Kate Moss
Still got all the game that my OGs taught me
It's always money on my mind
I get so lonely on the grind
They think we homies but we not
They tryna hold me from the top

So I'm always rollin' by my lonely
And they got homies so we hold the chop
He actin' like he know me but he don't me

You won't be the only one we pop
It was just my one and only on the side
Took a risk to get the dough, we rolled the dice
If I let you hold a zone, you owe me five
If you take too long, you owe me one for life

Fingers crossed, I know she gon' be mine
If she bring her friends, I know they gon' be fine
Over Instagram, I know they told me lies
So it's fuck you and the pony that you ride

I recently decided I can't stop
A nigga took shots but I can't drop
A message from the Gods, I'm a fake prophet
Play off pockets, niggas stay watchin'
Block got hotter than a tank top

So we scraped off and we stayed off it
Donuts in a Nissan, Kate Moss
Still got all the game that my OGs taught me
It's always money on my mind
I get so lonely on the grind
They think we homies but we not
They tryna hold me from the top

You might think we homies but we not

Fuck you through a glory hole and die

Corny shit, you over-glorify
I'm tryna keep my soul re-fortified
I woke up early morning unsurprised
Fishing for a source of some good lies
The dope we sell is always unrefined
Came up short like only once or twice
I'm rollin' on a lonely one tonight
Dropped her off and told the ho goodnight
I just got me a loaded .45
If a nigga run up on me, gonna die

I recently decided I can't stop
A nigga took shots but I can't drop
A message from the Gods, I'm a fake prophet
Play off pockets, niggas stay watchin'
Block got hotter than a tank top

So we scraped off and we stayed off it
Donuts in a Nissan, Kate Moss
Still got all the game that my OGs taught me
It's always money on my mind
I get so lonely on the grind
They think we homies but we not
They tryna hold me from the top